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Post by byronspencerparson on Nov 7, 2006 18:45:34 GMT -6
Its long thin tooth disappeared into the flesh, its gleam the only bright light of the ally as it slipped through the still air.
His grunt seemed to echoe and he gasped, feeling the pain surging through the body, just the thought of a needle sending him high-wire with beads of sweat dappling his cheeks.
He teased the small red hole gently, rubbing his red arm with two fingers pressed firmly together.
If Kim found out...
Blue eyes fixed onto a garbage can and he groaned. It was breathing. It looked like it was breathing. The green beast that moaned infront of him expanded and deflated, growing and shrinking. It was queer. He felt so numb, he liked it, but fear was killing his buzz. Maybe a few pills or a joint would end this worry that he had of being caught by that one person who didn't even want him to do it. He never said he wouldn't, but she wanted it! How could he say no to her and expect her to care as much as she did. His nose began to pound slowly, like a heartbeat, but less real than ever.
"Forgive me..." he whispered, standing, stumbling, slowly making his way to the front of the cinaplex. He didn't even buy a ticket, he didn't even care. He simply went in and sat on a bench near the snack-bar. No one seemed to care anyways. Just another kid, probably bored, trying to find money from passerbys' who would be willing to give him some cash. That wasn't Spencer though, not the begger, just the high teenager, looking for anyways to dull those painless beats in his head and muscles.
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Post by faith on Nov 7, 2006 19:25:28 GMT -6
Ashley walked into the theater and looked up at the movies. SHe came to see "Jackass" agian. This would have been her thired time. She walked up to the counter and bought a ticket.
As she was walking to buy a bottle of water she noticed a boy sitting on the bench. He looked ill, either that or he was high. She attempted to talk to him.
"Hello" she said sitting down next to him. "My name is Ashley" She smiled. He better not be high, she thought to herself.
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Post by annamariejohnson on Nov 7, 2006 19:27:20 GMT -6
He raised his head up, the chin tilting upwards towards her face. His blonde hair fell from his cheeks, the cracks in his eyes vining around the blue iris as it jerked from side to side, trying to identify the girl.
"Hi." He said finally, dropping his head again, hiding the wounds in his veins with his sleeve.
((Didn't feel like changing my account xD))
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Post by faith on Nov 7, 2006 19:40:16 GMT -6
"Are you isck or high?" she straight out said without wasting time. She looked at him with a stern look. Then gave him a slight smile to make him feel me comfertable.
She studied him, he was cute but Anne hated him so she wouldnt ever try with him.
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Post by annamariejohnson on Nov 7, 2006 19:42:01 GMT -6
"What does it matter?" His pupils dialated to a slit. An angry stare in his furrowing eyebrows, "You don't know me, so why should you care? Isn't your life nor a friends..."
Wow, he said it so hatefully...He didn't mean to, really, he just didn't like random comments about /his/ life. So what if he did drugs? So what if he drank? Like any of these people cared!
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Post by nikki on Nov 7, 2006 21:21:24 GMT -6
Angelina walked into the theaters. Her hair was curly and left down. Her outfit? A white top with no straps and a mini skirt. She really has to stop wearing these kinds of clothes. but who am I kidding? How else do you attract guys? She had enough make-up to look nice, but not like a monster. Not too much, not to little..Just perfect.
"What movie to watch...." The thought went through her mind. She kind in her to see what movie to watch. There wasn't really any kind she knew about. Angelina was too busy keeping herself looking sexy. At least she thought she was doing a good job. Angelina didn't care anout what anyone else said.
She looked around and something caught her eyes. A boy. He was cute. He didn't seemed to be working here. Angelina did a little wave to him.
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Post by byronspencerparson on Nov 8, 2006 16:53:06 GMT -6
His eyes flicked up, the blue iris twisting upwards at a quick movement. It seemed slow and warbled, a little band of color remaining in the places her hand /used/ to be.
He returned the wave slowly, swiping his hand to the side once, smiling at her with that wretched little grin. Not too wretched, sweet, but either way. It was that grin that he used when he knew he did or was doing something bad...it was just...devious and cute 
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Post by faith on Nov 8, 2006 18:07:14 GMT -6
"I care because I dont want you to hurt yourself!" She said trying to stay calm. " Drugs killed my father, so to me it doesnt really matter to me if I don't know you!"
She was about to storm off but she noticed him looking at another girl, "Kimberly..." she whispered into his ear. She looked at the girl and smiled.
"Hi" she said "Do you want to sit down?" she asked her. She scotted over but towards Spencer because she didn't want him to try anything while he was with Kimberly.
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Post by byronspencerparson on Nov 8, 2006 18:13:31 GMT -6
"I don't need a stranger telling me how to live my life!" He roared, standing. He didn't want to hear that bull-shit. He didn't want to hear any of it.
He made sure as he stood, he knocked himself into her shoulder, passing her with a growl.
He strolled to the mens bathroom, disappeared into the open place, stared around for a human being. There was no one in there, since none of the movies had let out yet, and there he stood, smirking in the mirror.
"She cares about someone like me!" The sink that he had filled while he examined himself in the mirror bounced as his hand skidded the top, pooling the water into his palm, where he sipped it, spit it out into an adjacent sink, and then splashed his face in the cold water. Didn't help.
He dunked himself, his eyes widening as he pulled himself out.
And now he walked out, face dry, strands of wet hair sticking ot his gentle face. His cheeks were flushed, his face pale, blue eyes darker now that he had forced himself to wake up atleast a little.
He had found his way to the mini-arcade inside, and he stood against one of the machines, staring out at the crowd that seemed to gather about the snack bar. He eyed the girl who'd talked to him, and then the one that waved at him, and then let his eyes wander.
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Post by faith on Nov 8, 2006 18:36:07 GMT -6
Ashley was not going to give up "Do you want me to tell Kimberly?" she nearly shouted "I am not telling you that your heading in the wrong direction, I am telling you that those drugs are bad for you" She was getting more mad by the second.
"If you want to kill yourself then go ahead, but in my opinion, it would be a better choice to not to" the word 'kill' brought back the thought of her father. He didnt die from a heart attack like she told Anna, he truely died from drugs because her mother had upset him so much he turned to drugs and died.
A tear ran down her cheek "It's you choice" she practically mouthed and then walked away, she didn't want to be seen crying
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Post by byronspencerparson on Nov 8, 2006 18:40:14 GMT -6
He clenched his fists, and practically shouted right back at her, "I DONT EVEN KNOW YOU!"
UGH!
He grunted and shook his head, "No one will /ever/ find out about me doing this, do you understand? And just because I look at another girl means that i'm suddenly going to jump in bed with her? I'm talking to you, does that mean i'll f*ck you too?!"
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Post by faith on Nov 8, 2006 19:00:21 GMT -6
Tears were now streaming down her face "I dont know you either, I am just trying to help you" She shouted back at him. "I meant that I would tell Kim about the drugs, the thought of you goofing off with another girl NEVER crossed my mind"
She began to whip her tears away. "Whats you problem, do you think I am doing this to get you upset or something, because if you do then your wrong" She was breaking down now.
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Post by byronspencerparson on Nov 8, 2006 19:17:56 GMT -6
"She won't find out about that either, do you hear me?" His teeth clenched, his eyes narrowed only on her, "And I don't want anymore advice!"
He took his sleeve and wiped her cheek, "My life, means my terms, and my terms are set to however I please."
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Post by faith on Nov 8, 2006 19:24:19 GMT -6
"How are you so sure that she won't find out?" Ashley said, she was going to tell Kim and there was noting that he could do about it. She looked at him with a stern face. She bit her tounge from saying anything else
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Post by byronspencerparson on Nov 8, 2006 19:31:53 GMT -6
"Because /you/ won't tell anyone about it." He replied, turning. He slipped a quarter into a game and started punching the little button with his finger. The noises it made thrilled the little blank cavity that powered his imagination for video games.
He frowned, "YOu hang out with that Anna chick...don't you?"
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